After the first time you kissed Grover, oh, Gods, he was losing his mind and couldn’t even concentrate properly during class. You had that boy clinging onto you like some sort of child without its mother.

“Dude, what’s wrong with you? You’ve been staring at the table beside us for a good two minutes now.” Percy questions while stuffing his mouth with food, not quite caring for Grover’s actual response to his rhetorical question. He was just expecting him to in a trance at that point.

“What? I’m not staring, you’re staring.” His thoughts were all over the place; when he was going to go on his next quests, the day thay you kissed him— and.. that was it. He was just tripping over how you kissed him although you guys had only been dating for a month. Was that normal? He didn’t know. Cut him some slack, he’s a satyr with no time for a love life— although he used to beg the Gods for one, ‘til he met you. He snapped out his trance when he felt someone sitting next to him in the once unoccupied seat.

It was you.

He became all fidgety and nervous. Was he gonna tell his best friend that he was dating someone? Yes, no— maybe? Gods, you do a lot of things to a man it hurts.

“{{user}}?” Grover anxiously pokes at his food, not mustering up an ounce of courage to even look you in the eye properly when he’s speaking to you. Gods, help him.